Is anybody still interested in this? Jw

Is it just me or has there been like 50 new RPs in the past couple of weeks?

Maybe no one is interested, and has other things going one? Take who you can get, and don't complain about it.

I honestly though you abandoned this.

I'm still in this, I think that this has good potential to be good rp, I'm just waiting till we start

I will join. I will make my char today or tommarow.

Hey, if you guys want a veteran. BGursky is the one for you. He was one of the many Rpers back in the day. So treat him right, he's a good guy to Rp with. Many "Hill Site" Rps included him. Nice to see you around again BGursky :foodndrink:

Thanks Dr. Yup I rember those. I might be alittle rusty starting up though. Havent joined one in a while.

Grr I thought I posted. Anyway I'm back after a long (or not) hiatus. If anyone remembers me. Anyway I'll post my character sheet later or tomorrow.

Name: Jonathan McCarthy
Nickname: John
Age: 25
Race: Human, Caucasian

Hair Color:Black
Eye Color: Brown

Physical Description: Round face, curved nose, semi-long messy black hair (covering the forehead.) 5'9", 150 lbs, athletic build, small scar on left cheek

Weapons: One Berretta M-9, MP-5, k-bar combat knife

Armor: None, Black parka with a white t-shirt underneath, Black jeans, Brown belt around leg with pistol holster attached, black combat boots, wool fingerless gloves, scarf around face to shield from cold tactical tinted goggles, Black backpack, sheath for K-bar around his arm

Misc: 7 9mm clips, canteen, silencer for the berretta, 9 9mm clips, Flash light, sling, lighter, pack of cigarettes

Personality:Serious but not overly quiet, can be a little less serious around close friends though he doesn't have many, would rather focus on the assignment than anyone else, wouldn't hesitate to shoot anyone in the back if the need came

History: Jonathan grew up with only one parent, his father Keith. He couldn't ask for anything more than his dad. Keith was a guard in the NCR, and was pretty good at it too. Jonathan looked up to his dad but sadly his dad had imprisoned one of the New Reno mob family's don. None of the guards there would take bribes so he had to wait for his mob family. One day, criminals burst into the jailhouse and killed almost all the guards stationed inside. They broke out their leader and left. Keith was still alive after the shootout but badly injured. They took him to the town doctor; they saved him but he would never be the same again. After recovering Keith quit and returned to Jonathan. He started teaching him how to operate and handle firearms just in case he would ever need them.

Throughout the years Jonathan began spiraling into a depression. His father spent his days laying on a mattress and life was getting worse by the second. Jonathan couldn't keep any job anyone gave him because he just didn't want to work at any of those jobs, none of them offered enough money for him and Keith. Jonathan then began scavenging part time to try to get extra cash. He found an assortment of weapons over the months he was scavenging and began collecting any weapons to sell later. One day upon returning home he saw the door to his shack open. He ran in and found his father with a bullet hole in his head and a Noe that read, "Love, Bishop." Jonathan was outraged but knew he couldn't do anything about it now, he was alone. Eventually heard rumors about these mercenaries that called themselves the Specters and decided to go out and look for them, maybe they would find bishop.

Quirks: Plays with his lighter or puts unlit cigarettes in his mouth whenever he's bored,

How you joined the Spectres: After days of wandering the wasteland and asking if anyone knew who the Specters were, he finally found someone who knew where they were. They were a few miles east at camp. If he went there fast enough he could find them. When he got there there was no one. He wandered into the camp grounds and some raiders ambushed him, it was a trap. He fought off as best he could but just as he was about to get killed the real Specters came and wiped out the rest of the raiders. They were never going to pass by there but something inside the leader told him to head that way. Jonathan quickly persuaded them to let him join.


Sorry for such a long history and how I joined. I was going to write more but I forced myself to write less. I'll tone it down if you want.

:blink: Well DB, that's certainly a post and a half! If they don't accept you with that... Well... Seems like a waste of a great RP'er to me.

Thanks, guess that break improved my writing skills. Anyway, thanks again you deserve a hug for making me feel happy. :hugs:

Name: Sandra Marcell.
Nickname: Sandra.
Age: 28.
Race: Human.

Hair Color: Dark Purple
Eye Color: Maroon Red.
Physical Description: Sandra has a light tan all over her body, she keeps her hair tied in an upwards ponytail, but has some droop down to protect her face from sunburns. She is 6'3. And has an athletic build.

Weapons: 1x Modified AK-64 Rifle (Extra Ammo Slot, Long Range Sight, Stabilizer).
Armor: Sandra wears sand coloured power armour and boots, she has a large cream/tan cape to cover her in windy situations, it also comes up and covers her mouth and nose, when wrapped it can cover her whole body. She has fingerless gloves

Misc: Small Cylinder filled with Whiskey Tied to her back. Survival Tools.

Personality: Sandra enjoys the finer things in life, she relaxes alot and sleeps even more, She is often seen sitting around drinking by herself or with one of the other spectres, One odd thing is that she is almost completely nocturnal, she sleeps often during the day and is wide awake at night, she often put on the nightwatch because of this.

Quirks: Always seen taking swigs from her cylinder, yet it never seems to empty.

History:
Sandra was born in the mid-rim of america, born to the duststorms and sands of the harshest parts of the american wastes. She was born to a small band of travelling merchants, and soon learned to survive in the wastes, her father trained her to guard the caravan and her mother taught her to bargain with the people they met in their travels, by the age of 18 she had already bought herself a brahmin and had set up a small arms shop that traded between towns, she lived with the caravan for another two years untill her caravan was attacked in the night, everyone she knew and loved from her childhood was dead.

She spent the next 3 years of her life tracking down the raider band that took everything from her, she joined mercs, the BoS and even the enclave for a short time before finally coming across the murderers, in one night she set traps all over the desert and killed every single raider in the camp, now that she was done she had no purpose, she spent another year as a town sheriff, clearing out the odd drunk or raider that came to town. Untill she met The Spectres.

How you joined the Spectres:
One night after clearing out a few drunks, she came across a group in the bar, at first she thought they were organised raiders, but after watching them realised they were no threat, that night though raiders did show up in her town, that night the skies ran red with smoke and fire, the streets with blood, she fought the raiders back, The Spectres helped her fight back, helped her save the few who could be saved, again sandra had lost all she had, but she had found something else. Friends. And a home.


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Good to see you again Dan. Im In Like Flynn.

Name: Vladimir Arlovski
Nickname: Vlad
Age: 30
Race: Human

Hair Color: Brown
Eyecolor: Hazel
Physical Description: A few scars on his chest, 6'1, Fit/Athletic Build, And a very thick brown Goatee.

Weapons: A Dragunov SVD Rifle, a Markarov Pistol, and x1 Ballistic Knife
Armor: Green Camoflauge fatigues, Black Combat Boots, Ushkanta
Misc: x 100 7.62 rounds, x200 9x18 mm rounds, x20 Armor Peircing rounds ( Dragunov) , Tin case of cigars.

Personality: His training taught him to be ruthless on the battlefield, but a calm/ laidback attitude off the battlefield. Is use to haveing very little luxurys in life, but dosent mind enjoying them when he does have them. Dosent mind drinking and joking with freinds.
Quirks: Constantly drums his fingers.

Bio: Spent His childhood was also brought up by learing how to survive in Siberia and other cold regions from his Strict Military Father. His mother was never talked about by his father, so he never even knew her. During his late teen years He trained as a Russian Spetznaz for serveral years. He then spent 7 years in service for the Spetznaz, earning himself the rank of Captain. After his terms with the Russian Spetznaz was over he went on a boat to America. He found America to be much worse then Russia. He had to devote every day to survial. But his training proved him well and was one of the best marksmen in the wastes. That quickly got him many Mercenary contracts.

How he joined the Spectres: After a few years of being in other Mercenary groups he earned the title of one of the best Marksmen in the wastes. The Spectres needed a Marksmen for many contracts. He was quickly hired after leaving his last mercenary group. Has been with the pectres for some time now.

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Thats my char. Tell me if I need to change any thing.

So now that we have some more people, when do we start? This seems too good an idea to let it get crushed by all these other new rps and fanfics coming up lately.

Yeah I agree. If we dont start soon. It will get crushed.

Hey I got a mesage from Dan2277, He said he will start the rp tommarow.

Good, I can't wait.

im still in

Guys, I'm making the RP thread now guys, I won't give up!

All right! Its about time

well, this outta be good, as long as we can all make a decent story with it, good luck everyone^^

I am planning on making two seperate threads for the Spectres and the salvagers, then eventually join the stories together once they meet, what do you guys think?

Also could everyone who hasn't made a salvager character make one? It isn't reallt that hard and it will make the RP a million times better.

Yeah I'm making a salvager right now. Anyway, good idea.

EDIT: I'll have to make it tomorrow. My parents are home and we're going somewhere.

Sorry guys, we might have too wait another day before I can start it, cause I'm waiting for one of the moderators to message me back and I will have to get the slvagers thread up and get my ohter character and posts up, but it will definetly be starting tommorrow, round 5:00 eastern

GB vs. Vikings time!!!

EDIT: O and everyone who posted their CS on page two you are accepted

Nice to see you DeadlySin! Glad you decided to come back.

Can we make it so that it merges by the end of the thread 1 and will we have to kill off some of our minor secondary characters so that we don't have too many characters flooding it? Also we'll have to read both for it to make sense right?

sorry for all the questions